Godslayer: I am the agent of King of Glory heroes

After Baili Pangpang packed up a bunch of local specialties, the group returned to the villa together.

Before even getting close to the villa, Jiang Shiyuan could vaguely see several figures at the villa's entrance.

"Huh? Could it be that Sister Hongying and the others came out to pick us up? Is it really necessary to make such a big fuss?"

Lin Qiye unleashed his spiritual power, scanning the figures before falling silent.

As the group approached, Jiang Shiyuan finally recognized the figures and exclaimed, "Holy crap!"

In the spacious open space, in front of the ornate iron gate, a total of 16 snowmen were placed at the entrance. Each white snowman was dressed in a variety of clothes and stood facing each other at the gate, like servants in a fairy tale, properly greeting their master.

Baili Pangpang stepped forward and pinched the snowman's carrot nose, exclaiming in surprise, "Wow, Qiye, Shiyuan, your accommodations are quite nice! So many people are picking you up when you get home." Snowmen are people too, after all...

"If you say it's good, then it must really be good..." Shen Qingzhu pursed her lips and crossed her arms, trying her best not to laugh out loud.

“My snowman…” Jiang Shiyuan felt like she was about to laugh out loud.

"Could this be a snowman you built? Did you line the street to welcome us?" Baili Pangpang was a little touched.

“That’s right, no need to be too touched. Qi Ye, you take them inside first,” Jiang Shiyuan said with a forced smile.

After Baili Pangpang and the others entered, Jiang Shiyuan went forward to check the clothes on the snowmen, and soon he found the culprit on one of the snowmen.

There must have been a shortage of clothes, because the last snowman's clothes had been replaced with a bright red cloak, which was very eye-catching. Jiang Shiyuan opened it and saw that three words were embroidered on the red cloak: Zhao Kongcheng.

As expected, this was something he would do. Jiang Shiyuan sighed and smiled wryly, rubbing his forehead. Apart from him, Squad 136 couldn't find another person as boring as him.

I don't know how Zhao Kongcheng did it, the snowman was moved but it was completely unharmed.

The image of Zhao Kongcheng carefully moving the snowman flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"I'll forgive you this time since you didn't destroy the snowman, but..."

Jiang Shiyuan put down the cloak in her hand and walked into the villa.

Unbeknownst to her, after she entered the villa, a furtive figure secretly approached the carved gate.

Recalling the dangerous look on Jiang Shiyuan's face when she entered the room, Zhao Kongcheng felt a chill run down his spine. This girl couldn't do anything to him, but she would complain!

He quickly stripped the snowman of his clothes one by one, and then put the snowman back in the yard according to the marks in the snow, before leisurely walking into the villa.

Wen Qimo, who happened to be sitting by the window and witnessed everything, was speechless. "What is Old Zhao doing?"

……

"Brother Zhao." As soon as Zhao Kongcheng sat down, he felt a small, cool hand gently resting on his shoulder.

"Hehe, Shi Yuan, what's up?" Zhao Kongcheng chuckled dryly, quickly recalling whether he had given himself away.

"Do you think the snowman I built is pretty?" Jiang Shiyuan smiled slightly.

"Wow!" Zhao Kongcheng exclaimed in surprise, "You built that snowman outside? It's so beautiful!"

"Such a beautiful snowman, how could you make fun of it? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Jiang Shiyuan said with great distress.

"What are you talking about? I don't know anything!" Zhao Kongcheng pretended to be stupid.

"Your cloak is a beautiful color." Jiang Shiyuan opened the door, intending to bring in the evidence, but found the entrance completely bare, with no sign of the snowmen. She looked at the yard in disbelief, where a dozen snowmen were obediently staying in place.

Jiang Shiyuan: "..." Is she seeing things?

Wen Qimo coughed lightly and said slowly, "Old Zhao, I just saw you busy in the yard. What were you doing? Did you bump into Shi Yuan's snowman?"

Jiang Shiyuan glared angrily at Zhao Kongcheng, rolling up her sleeves. Zhao Kongcheng, on the other hand, looked at Wen Qimo, who had betrayed him, in disbelief. "No, don't wrong me... Hey, Shiyuan, don't hit my face!..."

"I was just asking where you'd been." Wen Qimo looked innocent, took another sip of water, and said gently to Jiang Shiyuan, "Shiyuan, don't use your fists. You can't kill anyone like that. Let me teach you..."

Zhao Kongcheng and Jiang Shiyuan ran around the villa, and the lively atmosphere attracted the attention of Hongying and Si Xiaonan, who were helping in the kitchen, who curiously peeked out.

"Sister Hongying! Old Zhao is bullying me!" Jiang Shiyuan saw her savior and complained to Hongying, even stopping calling him Brother Zhao and calling him Old Zhao directly.

"I didn't! I'm so wronged! I meant well but things went wrong. I didn't mean to bully you. Don't talk nonsense!" Zhao Kongcheng hurriedly cried out his innocence.

Wen Qimo smiled and explained the situation, then said, "Hongying, you should settle their case."

In his panic, Zhao Kongcheng knew that Hongying was definitely on Jiang Shiyuan's side, which meant he was bound to lose the case if she were to adjudicate it.

Sure enough, Hongying burst into laughter upon hearing Wen Qimo's words, then clapped her hands, "Since you bullied Shi Yuan..."

"I didn't," Zhao Kongcheng interrupted, fidgeting for a moment before grumbling, "At most, I bullied the snowman she built. Snowmen don't have human rights, do they?"

"Don't interrupt!" Hongying waved her hand. "You may be spared the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment. Your punishment is to give all the food you steal tonight to Shiyuan."

“That won’t do! What will I eat then?” Zhao Kongcheng disagreed. “I’m going to appeal.”

“This is indeed too difficult for Lao Zhao.” Jiang Shiyuan pondered for a moment, then tapped the wine on the table with her small hand. “Judge, I will sign a letter of understanding for him, on the condition that Lao Zhao cannot drink any alcohol tonight, not even a drop!”

Wine was also Zhao Kongcheng's lifeline, but under Hongying's threatening gaze, he had no choice but to eat the food and drink it, and reluctantly agreed.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have done this," Zhao Kongcheng sighed helplessly.

Baili Pangpang stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his chubby arms, and said, "Uncle, don't be sad. I came here at the invitation of Qiye and Shiyuan, and I am very grateful. However, I came in a hurry and didn't bring anything good. I only brought some local specialties."

He unfastened a watch from his arm and presented it with both hands with a smile, saying, "I see that you, Uncle, are dignified and have an imposing presence. Your handsome image complements this Audemars Piguet perfectly. I hope you won't find it offensive."

Zhao Kongcheng was taken aback, then tentatively picked up the watch and put it on his wrist. The stylish watch looked expensive.

"Uncle, you look so handsome in it! I didn't expect it to look even better than I imagined..." Baili Pangpang praised incessantly.

Zhao Kongcheng scratched his head, the luxury watch on his wrist gleaming with the light of money. He couldn't help but show a row of white teeth after being flattered by Baili Pangpang, and forgot that he couldn't drink alcohol that night. "Hahahaha, is he really that handsome? You really have good taste, much better than those two brats, Qiye and Shiyuan, who are always trying to annoy me. Hahahaha."

Lin Qiye and Jiang Shiyuan, the little brats: "..." This sounds familiar.

Baili Pangpang got off to a good start with Zhao Kongcheng, and immediately became even more enthusiastic. He quickly took off his watch, and within ten minutes, everyone in the 136th squad had a watch, not even Chen Muye in the kitchen.

Chen Muyi was stunned. He was cooking with great enthusiasm when suddenly a pair of chubby hands appeared and put a very expensive-looking watch on his wrist. Then a chubby smiling face suddenly approached, followed by a group of people. The chubby boy opened his mouth and started praising him.

A group of people left in a flash, the whole process taking less than five minutes. If it weren't for the watch on his wrist, he would have thought it was a hallucination.